I don't know how long I walked, until Sherry felt a little tired, she took Xie Jingchuan to find a seat along the stage.

Sherry muffled, and the breeze slowly blew up her skirt.

The ferocious scars on the white legs were shocking. Xie Jingchuan's eyes were a coagulation, and she reached out and touched her wound gently, as if she wanted to give some comfort.

"Does it hurt?"

Sherry lowered her head. She gathered the broken hair blown by the wind and smiled. "It doesn't ...